the latest drivel
June 21, 2009
Wow, it feels like longer than a week since I last wrote here. I must admit, nothing spectacularly interesting has been going on. We spent every evening except Friday at the reno after work, sanding and patching, sanding and patching. I think we may FINALLY be coming to the end of it. I’d forgotten how slow and monotonous this part of doing a reno is. Still, in a few days’ time we’ll hopefully be painting, which will speed things right up.
We had tenants move out today, and this is a first for us – we don’t have new ones lined up to take their place. I’m not too concerned, at this point. But what do we do if in a month it’s still empty? I don’t want to drop the rental rate, as it doesn’t cover the mortgage as it is, and will mean more money out of our own pockets to meet the repayments. Sigh…. I guess I’ll worry about it in a month’s time, if it’s still an issue then.
I”m still sleeping really badly. It’s been weeks now that I’ve woken up every night for a couple of hours or so. I know it’s because there’s lots happening, but it gives me the whoops. And SO gets really grumpy about it too. I was up for three hours last night, and finally got tired (and relaxed) enough to go back to bed. So I crept in and very quietly slid into bed. Well, SO began an inquisition. ‘Where have you been??’ ‘Awake, on the net.’
‘Why??’ ’Couldn’t sleep.’
He grunted. ‘I don’t like you doing that [getting up out of bed to surf, I think he meant.]‘
At this point, I grunted back (something I never do) and rolled away from him. It’s bad enough to have early morning wakefulness, but even worse when your normally sweet, understanding husband gives you a hard time about it. I felt like saying, ‘What the fuck do you think I can do about it?!’ but wasn’t prepared to start World War III at 4am. Grrrr. Maybe I should’ve.
Still, he was his usual sweet self in the morning, and he even was fine with me going home and having a nap after only spending three hours at the reno today, so I’ve forgiven him. This time.
